"Thank you. Two hundred years old as of today, I believe." Damien says, taking a sip of the wine and savoring each note as his eyes focus on his company. She is even more comely than he originally though.
"You showed no fear earlier. I admire that. You're resourceful enough to have found your way here and intelligent enough to defeat my security measures. You have training that isn't easily available. I recognized some of your style today.
Your skill with a bow reminds me of my brother's. I lost him recently, but he was a natural." Damien says, setting the glass down to rest his elbows on the table and look into Lian's eyes.
"Why did you really come here, Miss Harper?" he asks.
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